
The Toddler "Pit Stop" in my Kitchen
Capone has 2 potties. In theory one is his bathroom upstairs and one is in the downstairs bathroom, but in reality one is probably parked next to his race car or in the middle of the living room or being used as a stool in the kitchen. And just last night, I caught him wearing one on his head as a hat. We aren’t really potty training, but we talk about the potty A LOT. He’s even asked to wear his big boy training pants for short periods of time and occasionally asks to sit on his potty.
Tonight, though, we had a major potty breakthrough. We aren’t actively potty training, but we talk about the potty a lot. Capone ran in the bathroom, plopped himself down on the potty (without being asked) and peed. He was so proud of himself. We clapped and cheered and got M&Ms (and quickly emptied the potty before he flung it across the room).
I don’t know if this is the beginning of a trend or fluke, but if the toddler pit stop in my kitchen is going to help us move out of diapers, I think I can live with it a little longer.